Dolo Butt, n – a condition wherein the afflicted has a brownish stain on the seat of their pants from sitting on Dolores Park’s notoriously muddy grass. Ex: “You can tell Joan just came straight from the park. She’s got a mad case of Dolo Butt.”

In contrast with the hipper-than-thou attitude often associated with the bikes’ American acolytes, fixie riders can rightly be said to have a convivial scene in the French capital, where the bikes are as much activity as social marker. Despite the haughtiness for which this city is renowned, the community that has developed around them is uncommonly inclusive.

“There isn’t that element of snobbishness,” said Bruno Zuzzé, 33, the genial founder of Surplace, a come-one-come-all fixie club that organizes frequent group rides. Fixie owners often salute one another on the street, “like motorcyclists, back in the day,” he said.

Maybe we should all start high-fiving and fist-bumping one another on the street.

We’re all really excited about how Berlin-style ping pong is taking the neighborhood by storm, and we’re really excited to have the entire Haçeteria crew on the decks this week, and we’re excited that this will be the final American Tripps before The Secret Alley undergoes a few interesting changes in October, and we’re excited that our official photographer this week will be none other than The Tenderloin Geographic Society herself!

But what we’re most excited about is this poster art by our pal Allison from C’mon Pony! Right!? Check out her characters’ other adventures here, here, here, here, here and here.